Chương 174: One Monk and One Taoist

Chapter 175 A Monk and a Taoist And so, despite Richard's efforts to keep the flying saucer from going too fast, it still arrived outside the capital city after more than ten minutes.

The mad monk and the lame Taoist priest, who were practicing in a dilapidated temple on a remote mountain near the capital, didn't have time to react.

Richard and his entourage descended from the sky and stood before the two men.

The Great Master Mangmang and the Immortal Miaomiao exchanged a glance. This person's behavior suggested ill intent. It seemed things wouldn't end well today.

"May I ask, fellow Daoists, what brings you here?" The Great Master Mangmang stepped forward, looked at the distinguished Richard and his companions, and asked.

Richard himself was considered to be of a rather ordinary temperament among them.

The auras of the sword spirits were simply too strong, especially Canglan, who was originally a superior artifact spirit with the attribute of destruction.

It possesses both the sharpness of a sword and the aura of annihilation, and has never known what it means to hide.

You can tell at a glance that he's no ordinary person.

This left both the Great Master of Vastness and the Immortal of Boundless Infinity somewhat bewildered.

The number of immortals and gods in the celestial realm is limited. They may not be familiar with all of them, but they certainly know them all.

I don't recognize these people. Where are they from?

They can't be so senile that they wouldn't remember any of these distinguished individuals, can they?

Besides, even if one of them forgot, it's impossible for both of them to have forgotten, right?

"Master, do you still remember me?" Daiyu stepped forward and asked the bald-headed monk.

"Who are you?" The Great Master Mangmang asked, somewhat bewildered.

"The Lin family, the Salt Commissioner of Jiangnan, Lin Daiyu. Do you remember her, Master?" Lin Daiyu asked, staring into his eyes.

"Ah, it's Jiangzhu—" He only managed to utter two words before realizing he couldn't continue. What if these guys, who clearly weren't mortals, started plotting against Jiangzhu Fairy?

"Is the Crimson Pearl Fairy Herb right?" Daiyu continued his question.

"How did you know?" Before the Great Master Mangmang could answer, the True Person Miaomiao behind him asked in shock.

Only then did they begin to observe Lin Daiyu seriously.

Only upon closer inspection did I realize that something terrible was about to happen.

Oh my god, this is going to be a disaster! Fairy Jiangzhu has actually embarked on the path of cultivation.

Then wouldn't all those scripts that were originally planned be ruined?

The lame Taoist couldn't help but look at the mad monk, for Lin Daiyu was the monk's responsibility.

He couldn't help but grumble inwardly: "Is this monk blind? The main character has been cultivating for so long, how come he didn't notice at all? What's going on?"

Now things are really messed up; I'm going to get scolded by Fairy Jinghuan.

Not only will the monk be punished, but he won't escape either. After all, they were acting together.

"Won't the two masters give me an explanation? What exactly is this so-called past life and present life? And what is this so-called 'predestined relationship between wood and stone'?"

And what is your purpose?

"Why are you two so busy, spending all your time with the noble families of the mortal world?" Daiyu pressed on.

"Alas, there are some things that Fairy Jiangzhu should not know. This is for your own good. Sometimes ignorance is a blessing. Amitabha, well said." The bald-headed monk said with a bitter face.

"Is that so? What if I insist on knowing?" Daiyu persisted.

Is ignorance a blessing? To die in ignorance? That would certainly be a blessing, at least you wouldn't have to go through pain, right?

"Then we'll have to ask Fairy Jiangzhu for her expert advice."

"Don't think you'll become powerful after just a few days of training." The lame Taoist's attitude hardened.

He turned around and was about to take action.

"Then who of you will play with them?" Richard turned to the sword spirits and asked.

"I want to fight them!" Xiao Yao exclaimed eagerly.

"You? You're going to fight about this? What's the point of you fighting them?"

"Let Qinglin and the others try their skills. They haven't been cultivating for very long."

Richard didn't understand why Xiao Yao was jumping out. These two were quite ordinary in strength, and neither of them had even become immortals.

What's the point of "stomping noobs"?

It would be better to give it to Qinglin and the other sword spirits, so they can gain some combat experience.

"Okay, then let's give it to Sister Qinglin and the others." Xiao Yao hung her head, the baby was unhappy.

"Alright, you can have that Fairy Jinghuan, okay?" Richard said helplessly.

"Okay, it's a deal." Xiao Yao's expression immediately changed.

The expressions of the Great Master Mangmang and the Immortal Miaomiao opposite them also changed.

"You even know about the Fairy Disenchantment?"

"Immortal Miaomiao said with a grim expression."

"It seems that Fairy Jiangzhu has a special opportunity. Could you tell me about it?" The Great Master Mangmang looked at Richard and the others, and then said to Daiyu.

"This matter is of great importance. It's better for you not to know, Master. Sometimes ignorance is a blessing." Daiyu also knew how to be sarcastic.

"You—Fairy Jiangzhu, don't think you can be arrogant just because you have a few people of unknown origin backing you up. I advise you to come back with us. That way, Fairy Jinghuan might be a little lighter when she deals with you." The lame Taoist's tone was not good.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight first." Canglan didn't want to waste words with them at all. With a wave of her hand, her true form, the Destruction Divine Sword, appeared in her hand.

The intense aura of destruction pressed down on both the Great Master Mangmang and the Immortal Miaomiao, and the true meaning of annihilation made them feel as if the whole world would be destroyed in the next instant.

Although the sword spirits had no cultivation when Richard enlightened them, their true forms were divine artifacts far more robust than the physical bodies of god-level experts.

Therefore, they possessed considerable fighting power from the moment they were born.

It's just a matter of improving one's cultivation and understanding of the Great Dao.

They did not follow the path to godhood in the Panlong world. Instead, they chose to merge with the primordial Dao of Richard's original world, becoming stronger by rapidly integrating with the corresponding Dao and comprehending the Great Dao.

They also studied some cultivation methods for corresponding attributes that Yang Chan uploaded later. Richard was not stingy with them and provided them with all kinds of cultivation resources. Therefore, their combat strength is now quite strong.

With his longsword in hand, Canglan wasn't going to be polite to them.

Let's fight first and then talk.

Canglan, who was originally a spirit of the Destruction Divine Sword, naturally still follows the path of destruction.

He focused all his strength on attack.

With a single swing of his sword, the pure black blade sliced through the air, unleashing a torrent of sword energy that surged forth towards the monk and the Taoist priest opposite him.

The two men turned pale and quickly dodged.

The two of them managed to dodge the attack by simultaneously burrowing underground; they had some skill, but not much.

This place is close to the capital, which is not a good place for them to fight, especially since they cultivate techniques related to the mortal world, and are more subject to the restraint of the imperial way.

With a single strike of Canglan's sword, the dilapidated temple and the small hill behind it were leveled.

After the monk and the Taoist priest burrowed underground, they tried to escape, but Richard simply touched the ground, and the earth around them became harder than steel. Trying to escape underground? Did you ask him first?

The mad monk and the lame Taoist had no choice but to crawl out of the ground again.

Feng Lan beckoned, and a pale blue longbow appeared in her hand. This was her true form, a mid-level artifact that Richard's wind-elemental god clone had used for a period of time.

She drew her bow with her bare hands, and two long arrows with a blue halo were aimed at the two of them, ready to be released.

The two sensed the sharpness of the long arrow and then looked at the eager Canglan sword spirits.

Qinglin and Lanxi already had their swords in hand, ready to fight.

After exchanging another glance, the bald-headed monk and the lame Taoist priest simply chose to surrender.

If they continue fighting, the outcome will be dire.

They wanted to live a little longer and didn't want to meet the Taoist patriarch and Buddha just like that.

At this point, there was no time to worry about betraying Fairy Jinghuan; survival was the priority.